I've always loved the whole Master/Apprentice thing from TT! I loved how those two worked around one another. So this here is just a set of one shots. Drabbles one could say. Mostly Slade and Robin, might through in some OCs or other TT peoples along the way. Who knows but enjoy the first chapter.

Robin and Slade are (c) to DC Comics and Warner Bros.

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Cement floor. Cold. Dark. Damp. All these could describe his current location. His vision was hazy. But he knew he was in a place he shouldn't be. Waking up with a head pounding headache didn't help either. He's been out for god knows how long. And he could taste the copper in his mouth as he spit up the blood. Then it suddenly all came crashing onto him. "The Titans!" his mind screamed. He tried to get up. But his body failed him. The agony was to much... "Get up!" he bellowed to himself. "GET UP!"

The boy tried to climb to his feet, but every single movement was shear agony. It felt as if his body had been broken from inside out, which from all the bruises he could of very well been. He was guessing some broken bones, ribs and some internal bleeding. But it could wait. He had to get to the Titans. How? He didn't know. Hell he didn't even know exactly where he was. But he was determined. He pushed himself to his feet, he had to get out of here. He needed to get to his team. They needed him, didn't they?

Where were they? Were they alright? The questions slammed into him and left him with no answers but only with a frazziling determination. The boy slumped back unto the floor. He held himself up with his left arm, his other covering a open wound on his side.

It felt like an eternity sitting there, dieing, slowing bleeding out. But then a sudden light filled the dark room. A silieoutte he didn't care to see covered his form. "Robin." the smooth voice of the criminal filled Robin with instant rage. "Slade." It was all he could mutter, all he had strength for. He couldn't fight in this position. And that bastard knew the boy was at the end of his rope to.

"I see you've finally decided to rejoin us. I wouldn't worry about your little friends. As far as their concerned they believe you've left their side to rejoin me." Always this man, always was he destroying his life. Breaking everything into tiny pieces, making if difficult to patch them back together again. But it wasn't possible what he said, the titans would always be there for him wouldn't they? They had stood side by side through so much why would they abandon him now?

"Considering that the Batmans own son killed him in cold blood, everyone believes you've switched sides. I have to say it was a interesting plan of yours."

"My plan!?" Robin was loosing it. What the hell was he talking about. He would never... never...

"The memory loss, another plan of yours. We'll have to fix that sooner then later."

"What the hell are you talking about Slade, you know damn well I would never join you!" he growled at the man, this villain was filling his head with lies he knew it. But then why did it sound so valid? No! He would never. Or would he? Would he? "Memory loss" he mumbled to himself not wanting the man to hear him.

"Think of it Robin, when was the last time you saw the Titans?"

He thought hard on this. But all he came up with was blanks. Hazy images from a long time ago. Some more recent. His friends were their normal selves. But he wasn't. No he was angry. But why? "We will have to go throught with the procedure we talked about before your memory loss." The mastermind walked to the boys side and helped lift him to his feet. "But first we need to get you away from here." Robins mind couldn't agree more, something had happened here. And he was left here to die? Why? His mind raced for answers as Slade directed him to the outside world, and into a black car. When he looked to the building he found it was a old warehouse. But why? Why the hell was he even in a car with Slade. It seemd normal, all the fear from ealier was gone but why?

"The memory loss was your plan." Slade slid into the drivers seat. "As I have said. Remember you wanted them to believe you were truly back agmonst them. So in order to hide all evidence that you had defected we wiped your memory. Only when the time was right would you regain it to carry out your mission. After said mission being a success the probes we had installed into your system once again erased your memory incase anyone else but myself found you."

Mission? Robin shook away the images that were starting to come back. The Titans, Batman, all in pain, all suffering. What had he done? "Once we've completed the reversal it will come back, apprentice." Come back? Apprentice? NO! He'd done something terriable. Maybe he didn't want it to come back. How? Why? Why was he here with Slade, why wasn't he with the Titans? He had to get away, he had to run away, anything... anything but this. But before he could do anything he saw Slade give him one last look before pressing something on his wrist and he blacked out.

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Several weeks later, Wintergreen was making breakfast in the haunts makeshift kitchen and Robin was sitting eating his pancakes reading the newspaper. "Batman murdered by once beloved sidekick". He smirked at the title. Finally after all these years he could leave the circus of heros behind and become who was truly ment to be. It felt good to be in control for once, to know where he actually stood in this life. The serum Slade made to revover his memories had thankfully worked, if not he would be of no use to his master and probably sent back to that worthless ex-team of his.

It was amazing how in three years he had changed so much. When Slade had first gave him the oppertunity he hated the idea. The second time after the whole Terra incident he reveled in it. The Titans held him back, he saw that now. He was at his best when he worked alone, and he worked wonders when he had Slade as his teacher even during the first trial run of an apprenticeship. He was taught things that could make him go above and beyond anything Bruce had ever taught him and he dived in head first. He had to admit however he was jealous of Terra at first, which is the reason why he confront Slade in the end. The man even stated the girl was a pawn to reclaim the true prize. It didn't matter now, he was just glad his plan worked.

The memory loss, he and Slade had decided that he should go back to the Titans, another Terra, another spy. But to make sure no one ever suspected, he wiped his memory and replaced them with false ones of his time away, saying that he went away to asia to train. To say that he had to get better to lead the Titans. He went back to his team after he and Slade made their deal. He told them he was leaving for awhile. To China to train? Hardly. When he came back to the Titans after his training that was where his memories of all his time spent with his master were erased.

The mission. To kill the Batman. He didn't mind. With Bruce out of the way his last tie to the Hero world would be severed and it would send a clear message not only to other heros but also to other villains who not to mess with. He wouldn't have anyone else get in his way.

With his memories gone, he went back to his old self. Although a bit joggled he was back to being Robin the boy wonder. No one would suspect. So when the time came with the memories all back in place, Robin let loose, The plan went into motion. The team didn't know what to do. They were lost without their leader.

Why was he left in a old building? Raven left him there, didn't have the heart to kill him it seemed. Even after she bared witness to him commiting a deadly crime. All his training was for his ultimate moment of betrayl. His memories were wiped again, leaving him to be found by his master. Once again he was the Titan leader, all alone and badly injured. Batman had done some damage but couldn't do much, wouldn't do much. It was the Titans that had dealt the injuries. They were mad, he didn't care. But they couldn't fninish him off when he turned and looked at them in fear. His look of betrayl on his face and his eyes begging why would they turn on him? They wanted to kill him but couldn't. Raven said she'd take him alone to the police, to have him locked up behind bars. It was then she discovered that he remembered nothing. And left him there in that old building. Perhaps she had some sense of foolish hope he would come around or maybe he was a pawn in the whole ordeal himself. It didn't matter. He wouldn't be going back.

Ever.

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And YEP! More drabble to come. Please drop me a line and let me know what you think.

-Fangs